When Luo Cheng bought the mutton fat jade, the top floor of the Interstellar Galaxy was the first floor that no one could enter. This floor belongs to the office of the core senior figures of the company's group.

"Uncle Fu, what did you think that person is from?" The young woman in a red gauze dress frowned and asked.

"Miss, what do you think you have come across it personally, so you must be a little surprised." On the sofa on the side of the young woman's office, the old man was leisurely making kung fu tea and asked in reverse.

"I really can't figure it out, this time." The young woman called the lady by the old man said in confusion: "For reasons, this young man's expression was not like the young man of a wealthy family, although he had strong bodyguards around him."

"Well, the only way I can see is that he can definitely understand the specific points of each round of the dice cup. Is this possible? Is this world really special? Is it because this world is too monster or I am too ignorant?"

If Luo Cheng was here, he would definitely scream in surprise. This charming young woman was no one else, but the woman who followed him to bet on the bet with him.

"As far as I know, there is really no special abilities in this world." The old man named Fu Bo concluded.

Even if there are, those are not called special abilities, but special waste, and they are useless at all. The old man knows a lot about this.

He took a sip of fragrant tea, looked extremely enjoyable and said, "But I have heard that there are indeed some sects in this world. All insiders are called Guwu Sect, and maybe this young man is here."

"Ancient Martial Artsmen? Are you guys who are very good at martial arts like you?" The young woman said in surprise. Although there are rare martial arts masters in the city now, she has come into contact with many people of her level, including the current Uncle Fu, who is the best among them.

"No, what you are in contact with is just ordinary people who practice martial arts, and they have not been passed down through strict and systematic inheritance. The ancient martial arts sect I mentioned is the hidden sect today. They have been around since the dynasty and have not known where they are."

"It seems to be very powerful?" The young woman's eyes showed a hint of magic. This was the first time Uncle Fu mentioned such a secret thing.

"Of course, they are not many, and each sect only accepts one or two disciples per generation. Perhaps Luo Cheng is the world-renowned disciple of this generation." The old man said a little uncertain.

"But what is the relationship between martial arts and dice bo? You can't see through the dice cup with high martial arts skills."

"That's not to see, it's to listen. What martial artists pay attention to is to distinguish positions by listening to the wind. Of course, the masters you usually come into contact with are far from being able to do, but if he comes from a few ancient martial arts sects, it will be impossible to make it possible."

"So strong? Why do I seem to be listening to myths and legends? You can tell how many points of Sic Bo are just by listening. How strong is this? Is this something that manpower can achieve? Haha, anyway, this is the first time I have encountered this in my casino for so many years."

After all, reality is not a movie. The person who knows it just by moving his ears is still very unbelievable when the young woman grows so old. However, the young man just now really staged this scene. Although he did a very decent job, he still couldn't hide it like the person she stayed at the gambling table all day long.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. There are not many of these people anyway. The young man may be short of money to use it, so he broke the precepts. Let's just pretend that it didn't happen." Fu Boping Tan Wuqi said.

When a person is old, he has no ambitions, and of course he doesn't have much curiosity. He also heard about the ancient martial arts sect. Whether this is the case or the inheritance may have dispersed long ago. Anyway, who knows that the old man has lived for so long and has not met such a person.

"Then how strong is the Western bodyguard? Can it be stronger than you?"

"The power must be very strong. The portrait transmitted from the camera should be a horizontal kung fu iron shirt. Haha, if you really want to take action, I will still be sure to subdue him."

The old slave said with joy and confidence, but if he knew that he had taken a look, Luo Gang was not practicing iron cloth shirts, but the tempered skin brought by Ye Fu, he would probably not know what his expression was.

"Well, you say, will he come again?" The young woman said curiously. She was not surprised to learn that Westerners could practice Chinese iron shirts horizontally. Since Li Shaolong became famous, sometimes ghosts have become more pious to Chinese Kung Fu than their own people. As far as she knows, she has seen many foreigners with fierce Chinese Kung Fu.

Moreover, when they came to China to become a disciple, their perseverance was really scary.

The only thing she was curious about was the young man who might have come from the ancient martial arts sect. Uncle Fu said calmly, but Li Yunshi still heard a hint of obscure fear. Is there really such a terrible sect in the world? Even a person like Uncle Fu had to be afraid of it.

Without talking about the two of them, Luo Cheng, who was more than ten miles away, never expected that he was guessed to have such an identity.

After coming out of the gold jewelry store, he was meeting a shameless person. Now he was almost crazy about kicking this person out of the earth, if possible.

"Master, brother, boss, ah, I called you godfather, just accept me, or I will introduce my younger sister to you, she will be absolutely pure and beautiful, absolutely white, rich and beautiful, and absolutely virgin..."

He almost begged grandpa to sue his grandma, even crying at his father and mother, he would come together. If it weren't for the downtown area, Luo Cheng really couldn't guarantee that he would have impulsively let Luo Gang evaporate others on the spot. This guy has definitely watched too much talk about the Westward Journey. If he talks a lot, he will definitely kill people.

"Ah, boss, what are you looking for? Don't look for mutton fat jade. I, Jiang Shaohuai, promise you that the one you just now is definitely lucky. I can guarantee that if you travel all over the country, it will definitely be difficult to find such a strong white jade again."

I don’t know how this guy in front of me followed him from the casino. In short, this guy who has been stubborn and has made Luo Cheng lose his temper. And there is one more thing, that is, this rich second generation has a very bad mouth.

It has been two hours since he obtained the excellent mutton fat jade. He has visited a lot of gold shops, jade shops, and auction houses, but Luo Cheng can never find the second mutton fat jade that meets the conditions for the immortal stone.

Either it is less than the grade, or it is not big enough, and the most serious thing is the thickness issue. Is it just that I really want to go to old Xinjiang to buy mountain materials? Can time allow it?

"Stop quarrel, didn't you say that you are very good at Nangang? If you can find me a piece of mutton fat jade of this specification in five hours, then I will take you away, fuck!"

In a state of irritation, Luo Cheng took out the best mutton fat he had purchased before and said in front of this guy.

"Hehe, what you said, within five hours, Master Rong Yun-small, please disappear." Unexpectedly, just an angry words made this real rich second generation who was so idle and annoying.
Chapter completed!